One sunny afternoon, Takato, Jenrya, and their Digimon were in the park. This was
nothing unusual; it seemed that ever since they had learned of each other's existence, they spent a
great deal of time goofing off together in the park, spending time with their Digimon away from
prying eyes. Sometimes they would play cards, or throw a frisbee around, or just play tag with
their partners. Today, however, it was entirely too hot to do much of anything, and they sprawled
listlessly in the sparse shade of some trees. Guilmon had flopped down on the ground in an
attitude that suggested he was a few minutes away from dying of boredom, and Terriermon, with
his ears flopping around him, looked a bit like he was melting.

"I am sooooooo bored," Takato moaned.

"Well, what do you want to do?" asked Jenrya, irritable from the heat.